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I watched Requiem for a Dream alone in an old gothic theatre with just four other random
people spread out throughout this massive theatre. I wouldn’t have wanted to watch the film any other way. I didn’t have to worry about a friend not enjoying it and I was able to process it privately and quietly.

Dune Part 2, probably because I had read the book recently for the third time, made me cry almost the whole way through, particularly the Alia in the womb being flooded with pure spice scene. The sound design was brutal.

Star Wars: The Phantom Menace: Outside of the cinema (both the week before getting tickets and waiting in line the day of for seats) and for a brief moment when the Star Wars title (not really the crawl) in Phantom Menace was an experience I’ll never forget. Then my friend and I spent 14 hours straight bitching about how terrible was, but that’s neither here nor there.

And an odd one: Tomorrowland. I won’t bother with an explanation but I will say it kind of settled an argument I had been having all week with a long time friend of mine. I walked out of that movie with a determination that probably ultimately led to me creating the nonprofit I’ve been running for almost 10 years now.